by Rebecca Pahle | 2:00 pm, December 23rd, 2013
One of the great things about self-publishing it that it allows authors to get their works out to the masses without the hassle of going through publishers who might not understand the, er, niche appeal of what they write. Like, for example, erotica where ladies get down and dirty with mythological creatures like minotaurs, boar gods, cthulhu, and mermen. And hey, I may not agree with the Bigfoot porn you read, but I’ll defend to the death your right to read it.
The same is not true of Amazon, which has been yanking “cryptozoological erotica” from their digital shelves. For shame, Amazon. For shame.READ MORE